Purple iris that can probably trace their heritage to my great-grandmother's garden or before that (and yellow, and multi-colored). Roses by the doorstep. Pansies in full bloom, still standing. Daisies in one corner.
These are the flowers that are blooming in her beds. Her car smells of mulch. Her doorstep holds the fragrances of roses. Her garden makes her house so happy.
I found the best of spring at the home of my youth and the landscape of my past. Oklahoma is a sweet green at the moment.
Besides the art of nature, the art of the Oklahoma City Arts festival is a joy to share. My favorite artist exhibiting? Oklahoma treasure Bert Seabourn.